The Intruder

When you crave for sound,my words voice in your velvet shift of colours
Did i intrude your internal ripples of distress?
Five pallets of unbrushed blocks on your door
Cobwebs & moths enlightened by dust on your lights
When you lock your legs in agony,
i wish not to be the intruder through your painless windowpanes.

Pilgrimage

When your spiralling thoughts are mine
When your earthen beauty savours my dreams
I will fester on your tragedy
If you will never let me cleave onto you
We will go on a pilgrimage to find the perils of a mirage

When you will find my hopes are condensed and bottled
When you will see the mirror whitewashed in my hands
You wont be lost in the sour fumes of pictures
If you will ever mangle my naive crime
We will go on a pilgrimage to find the conflicts of time

Rename my Flower

Urgency of all that is lost
Turning my back on odorless ecstasy
Scratching the woods for scrap
While you stayed awake in a wakeful frenzy of impatience
When you were out looking for testimony of rusted wait
Rupturing and terrorizing parts of my conceited ego
I renamed my flower on that rainy day

Annotation on love

It always makes me shiver to watch
Brightness of colour on your pale skin
The rationality of your thoughts
Show me the malice in your heart
I will surf through the streams of blood, into the pool
Immersed, enlightened, rejuvenated
I will make love to you
Soaking you in our sweat
Every pore in your body cleansing you
Unconscious of any emotions and my secret pleasures
When you will open your thick, heavy, tired eyes
Naked and covered in a pool of love
You will find,i have abandoned you.

Subway for Destitutes

When your institutions fail
I shall own them up
And throw them into the subway for destitute's
Matches are in abundance
And i will burn the subway

If you and your accomplice,
manage to rise again from the ashes
I will spray you up in air
And let you intoxicate everyone
One match will be enough
And again i will burn the subway for destitute's

I will hear your muffled screams
As they echo through the impenetrable walls
I will cry for you and me
The re pungent smell of your burning flesh
reminds me of my homelessness
I lived in the subway for destitute's